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OK Jogyata..... As soon as someone buys 5 pairs of whites, I ll immediately get started on that memoir of the now famous Buffalo Concert. And I ll really try

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, Nov 27, 2005

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OK Jogyata.....

As soon as someone buys 5 pairs of whites, I'll immediately get started on that memoir of
the now "famous" Buffalo Concert. And I'll really try to make it sizzling!
Hummmmmm....how am I gon'na pull that off?

Really enjoyed reading your great poem. You should write more often. Fun!!

Snehashila

--- In Sri_Chinmoy_Inspiration@yahoogroups.com, Nayana wrote:
>
> [Nayana - please follow instructions to hide your email address. Thank you for posting!]
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> Jogyata,
>
> It's so nice to have humerous, magazine quality entries to read.
> Actually, I've just started looking at the site, and makes me want to
> look and read more. Thanks!
>
> Nayana
> --- In Sri_Chinmoy_Inspiration@yahoogroups.com, Jogyata wrote:
> >
> > What a strange race we are. For millions of years our ancestors
> > contentedly roamed the planet clad only in Mother Nature's minimalist
> > finery  in the colder climes, a caribou fur or fox pelt overcoat, in
> > the tropics a fetching plant fibre loin cloth or cotton wrap around
> > -simple, yes, but more than adequate. In those socially carefree days,
> > out hunting you wore the fox skin furs; bed time pyjamas, it's the fox
> > skin furs; someone's getting married, it's the fox furs again -
> > practical, warm, de rigueur for all hunter-gatherers and nomads and
> > unanimously accepted. In our post-neanderthal 'civilisation', what to
> > wear is a major preoccupation, at least for those incarnating in the
> west.
> >
> > One of the great things about our path though, is the reduction of our
> > contemporary overabundance down to one magnificent multipurpose
> > garment - your set of whites! My favourite whites hang poised in my
> > cupboard like a knight's armour, waiting to be donned for some new
> > adventure. In this one resplendent outfit, I can honestly and
> > sincerely claim to have:
> >
> > - Met and shook hands with the former President of Sri Lanka
> > - Swum the turgid cauldron of the Wanganui River in flood
> > - Attended meditation functions on four continents
> > - Painted and plastered the Dublin Centre meditation room under
> > Mangala's hawkish eye
> > - Washed mountains of malodorous dishes at the Blue Bird Café in
> Auckland
> > - Dined with princes and kings (Indonesia's former Royal family)
> > - Skydived in them
> > - Visited the United Nations and hobnobbed with great men
> > - Lifted lambs into pens during Sir Chinmoy's one thousand lamb lifts
> > in New Zealand
> > - Climbed Mt. Pihanga and abseiled 150 metres down into the crater
> > - Played frisbee, soccer, tennis in them
> > - Sung the Gayatri mantra hundreds of times
> > - Survived two car accidents
> > - Slept in them
> >
> > I remember purchasing my first really trendy set of white trousers and
> > still go all misty eyed when I recall that moment  the perfectly
> > straight immaculate crease plunging like a knife edge from waist to
> > ankles, the stylish lines, the almost dazzling whiteness. Only minutes
> > after lifting them carefully, reverently from their shopping bag and
> > slipping them on, I somehow got lured into a game of soccer. Oh God!
> > Special moments like this inspire a touch of poetry...
> >
> > I bought myself a pair of whites
> > The year was '87
> > They shone resplendent, clean and bright
> > I thought I'd gone to Heaven.
> >
> > I thought "let's see how tough these are"
> > I played a game of soccer
> > Oh God the mess, I could've wept
> > I flung them in my locker.
> >
> > A week went by, I couldn't sleep
> > I even phoned my mother
> > "My boy" she said "just trust your whites,
> > They're sturdy like no other."
> >
> > I listened to her sage advice
> > My doubts I had to squash
> > I took them to the laundromat
> > Committed to 'The Wash'.
> >
> > I watched the minutes ticking by
> > My heart was all aflutter
> > First wash, then rinse, then spin, Oh God.
> > My knees had turned to butter.
> >
> > I wrung my hands, I looked on high
> > "Oh Lord, I may erred!"
> > The wash attendant hung her head
> > For clearly she concurred.
> >
> > At last the fateful moment came
> > I lifted up the lid
> > Oh yippee yippee yippee yay!
> > I chortled like a kid.
> >
> > My whites were spotless, gleaming white
> > As pure as winter snow
> > "Oh Lord!" I cried, "a miracle!"
> > My face was all aglow.
> >
> > So brothers dear, revere your whites
> > My words you mustn't mock
> > And should you yearn for extra grace
> > Just wear them round the clock.
> >
> > And when 'tis time to leave this world
> > And no one can arouse ya
> > Ensure your mortal frame is clad
> > In-yes-your laundered trousa.
> >
> > Yes, when the soul had fled the cage
> > Winged upward to the light
> > Make sure you're scrubbed up, buffed and clean
> > Angelic all in white.
> >
> > And when the good Lord finds the time
> > To have a tete a tete
> > Be sure you're free of curry stains
> > For God's sake don't forget!
> >
> >
> > Since news of my unabashed fondness for white trousers and shirts has
> > spread, I've been deluged with practical enquiries from revivalist boy
> > shoppers from all over the world. Here's some handy hints pertaining
> > specifically to your sports questions.
> >
> > - Frisbee: Yes Kripabindu, you can play Frisbee in your whites. For
> > those spiritual giants who enjoy the game decked out in their white
> > trousers, this is a highly commendable practise with huge merit points
> > in the inner worlds. After a particularly muddy game simply add 30%
> > more detergent and a dash of Nappy-San to your wash - those
> > bespattered trousers will emerge in their original pristine condition.
> > Ironing of course will not be necessary!
> >
> > - Rugby: Whites provide a tasteful and hard-wearing uniform and raise
> > the consciousness of this otherwise unfortunate game, Dinesha. Soaks
> > up the blood well and easily cleaned.
> >
> > - Golf: Bashing a little white ball around a paddock with a stick is
> > a depressing indictment of the entire human race. Never stoop,
> > Hiyamallar, to this futile and geriatric practise and never demean
> > your whites by stepping out onto a golf course in said garments. A
> > clown costume a la big feet and red plastic nose would be far more
> > appropriate. Shame on you!
> >
> > - Skydiving: Interesting point, Mridanga. Yes plunging toward earth
> > at a velocity of 120 ft per second would normally shred even the
> > hardiest of sportswear, but in multiple test jumps from an altitude of
> > 30,000 ft, in all cases our whites coped well and saw our skydivers
> > return to terra firma looking immaculate enough to attend any August
> > celebration evening function. Highly recommended.
> >
> > - 100 metre dash: Good question Durdam. You can shave up to 1/10th of
> > a second off your PB by taking advantage of the enhanced aerodynamics
> > employed in the customised Sprint model. Talk to your local whites
> > stockist directly.
> >
> > Sensational Breaking News!! I've just spoken to the staff at my own
> > local whites shop and they are offering some truly amazing incentives
> > for bulk purchases:
> >
> > - Buy 50 pairs of whites: win a free 7 day Caribbean cruise with the
> > ever loveable Utthal as your cabin companion  plus $200 spending money.
> > - Buy 10 pairs: free dental check with Maral.
> > - Buy 5 pairs: free copy of Snehashila's sizzling, tell-all new
> > memoir - Buffalo Concert: the inside story.
> >
> > All purchases automatically go into a draw for an additional free
> > breakfast at 'The Smile of the Beyond' - personally hosted by the
> > affable Sahishnu. See you all in your whites on the Christmas trip.
> >
> > - Jogyata
> >
>

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